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Feng Shitian was really going to vomit blood because of Twilight's violent killing of the stunner, but he couldn't vomit.

Blood is a very precious food, and it is reluctant.

Moreover, he is a man, and Twilight is a woman.

A man cannot bully a woman, reprimand a woman, or beat a woman.

He could only watch the blood drip on the ground, let it slip, dry, and fill the air, and then, his heart twitched, his flesh hurt, his liver hurt, it hurt everywhere.

Twilight walked over to the weapon rack, removed the saber that had been used by Feng Shitan, and slowly unsheathed it.

She turned her eyes back, stared at Feng Shi's young and handsome face, aimed at the mouth of the wine glass, and slashed it down.

The sharp blade sliced through Twilight's wrist, and the tender white flesh instantly flipped and flew, shrinking and rolling to both sides.

Fresh blood dripped down her wrist bones into the cup, emitting an enticing scent of blood.

Her blood was so delicious that it could charm the most expensive crime in the world.

Twilight raised the corners of his eyebrows slightly, and his pale gaze swept over his wrist, as if he was blind, and said lightly: "Brigade Commander Feng, the courtesy is still exchanged, please." ”

Feng Shi poured her a cup of dead blood, which was tasteless and tasteless, and almost ruined her taste buds.

She gave Feng Shi a generous gift in return, the unique blood of the emperor in the world, to train the taste of this failed man, improve the grade, and drink life.

Feng Shitian was stunned for a moment and was shocked for a full minute.

After reacting, he hurriedly walked towards the bedroom, brought back a pile of gauze, and said, "Your hands need to be bandaged." ”

Twilight shook her head slightly, motioned for Feng Shi to pour down the blood in the cup, and said, "Three sips, enough." ”

Her blood was already wrapped in a powerful power that was different from other blood clans, and ordinary blood clans easily did not dare to drink it.

Feng Shitian himself is a person who tests medicine, and has an iron-blooded body, which is much stronger than the bearing capacity of the blood clan.

However, even so, it is enough to enjoy the blood of her three empresses, and it is useless to be full.

Feng Shi leaned over at Twilight's injured wrist and put the other cup down.

He took the glass of blood and put it in his mouth, took three sips of it, and then put the cup down.

There was a little blood hanging from his lips, and he immediately stretched out the tip of his tongue and sipped it tightly, and put the blood in his mouth: "Miss Twilight, don't ......"

When he sealed the words, his inky black pupils dilated instantly, his whole body seemed to freeze, his voice was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say half a fragmentary word.

Beads of sweat slid down his forehead, flowing down Leng Jun's cheeks into his collar and penetrating in.

He stood motionless next to the record player, his two eyeballs faintly flashing gray filaments, which were gradually expanding.

"You, you ......" Feng Shitian couldn't say the complete words at all, and felt like his whole body was about to explode.

A powerful force roamed in his blood, wantonly encroaching on the aura in his blood, making him almost paralyzed and almost falling.

It took three minutes to do that.

Three minutes later, Feng Shitian suddenly felt a cold aura enveloping him, enveloping him tightly.

He tried to move his stiff arm, and couldn't help but let out a cry of consternation: "My hand, hand ......"

His limbs were actually back to normal, and they were lighter than before the test, but they did not lose the great strength hidden in the blood and bones.

Twilight pushed over another cup full of blood and asked with a smile, "Brigadier Feng, can you be satisfied with the cooperation gift that Benjue gave you?" ”

"Of course I am satisfied, but what about your hands? It needs to be bandaged as soon as possible. As soon as he spoke, he found that not only was the speed of speech normal, but even the emphasis of his speech had a hometown accent of the capital.

The words are round, smooth and warm, beautiful as ever.

Twilight Li took the cup that Feng Shi poured and continued to drip blood into the cup, saying, "Time is pressing, call everyone over immediately, one drop per person, enough." ”

Feng Shitian did not move, nor did he give an order: "What is your cooperation?" ”

He has not forgotten the grace of receiving a drop of water, when the spring is reciprocated, let alone the freedom of a lifetime?

Twilight sighed for a moment and said, "Do you know Liangcheng? There are a large number of clone blood clans there, suspected to be related to the capital's military department. ”

"Bloodborn?" Feng Shitian repeated the words of Twilight, turned around and walked outside, and dropped a sentence: "Okay, let's cooperate." ”

Although the origins of him and the soldiers are also a little dirty, he is worthy of sacrificing his life for the country.

They will not allow anyone to use dark means to undermine the stability of the country.

This is the principle that must be adhered to in the life of a soldier, and it is also the immortal soul of the army.

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When Li Mubai and Gu Heng learned that Dusk Li had donated blood to feed the zombie clan, Zhao Qian'er had already run to the door of the command room to cut in line.

When the soldiers saw Zhao Qian'er cutting in line, and he still had that natural expression, they all rolled up their sleeves and wanted to beat Zhao Qian'er hard.

This guy can talk and jump, can fight and make trouble, why does he still run to fight with them for blood?

Zhao Qian'er snorted and ignored it.

He was a little distressed in his heart, even if it was a person and a drop of a month, it would be more than a thousand drops of blood.

Twilight gave so much blood at once, it hurt the body too much.

However, there is no reason to give it to others, leaving him alone as a little follower.

He is actually very weak, otherwise, he would not have thought about running away as soon as there was a fight.

Gu Heng and Li Mubai took their weapons and were about to go to Feng Shi to settle accounts.

Feng Shitian had expected such a reaction, and leaned against the corner with his arms crossed, waiting for more than half an hour.

"Can we talk, gentlemen?" Feng Shitian walked out of the darkness, his tall and slender body exuding a fierce military might.

He blocked Li Mubai and Gu Heng's way, and tried not to provoke them verbally, but chose to negotiate peace.

Whether it's delaying time or a bitter trick, he can't afford to lose this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He hoped that the soldiers would be restored to their original appearance.

After all, those stupid and stupid soldiers were also young and in their prime.

Li Mubai pursed his lips lightly and did not speak.

Gu Heng didn't speak, but a golden long stick in his hand came at his fingertips and smashed it directly with a stick.

Feng Shitian understood that the peace talks were hopeless, and floated backwards, dodging Gu Heng's attack.

He was a major general and brigade commander of the former Fourth Army in the national capital, and his skills before he had not been stiffened were good.

Now that he has become stiff and drinking blood, it is as if he has been reborn, and he has substantially enhanced both his body speed and his movements.

Gu Heng only swept the edge of Feng Shitian's clothes with a stick, smashed a corner of his clothes, and said coldly: "Li Mubai, you go to find Du Li, I came to fight with the brigade commander." ”

Li Mubai fought two battles in succession, and his body was already in a state of emptiness, and he could no longer cope with the closure with all his strength.

He and Gu Heng nodded, held the Qinglian Sword and walked out, and said, "Be careful. ”